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PostPosted: Fri Jun 04, 2004 11:54 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Hisame Shizumaru - 1:3

"There wasn't a need to pull out," Akira pulled her arm away from Shizumaru, as the lot of them - Bud, Lisa, Guri, Akira, and himself - were all gathered out on the deck. "I could've been able to help out with that walking blueberry, you know... what sort of fighter are you, to run from a fight like that?"

"The sort who knows when he's losing control of a situation," Shizumaru calmly replied, his eyes fixed on the Muramasa before him - the blood on the sword had not dried, and didn't look like it really ever would. Never before had he seen the Muramasa retain blood like that on the outside of the blade - the effect, perhaps, of having it exposed to something other than simple demons? "Kazama-san, calm down, if you would, please. You can't eat stew when it's scalding hot, you know."

"There's no need for me to," Akira frowned, staring off to the sea - and really, her face was as calm as could be, though Shizumaru could only assume that she was the sort who never showed anger on the outside. "Just... coulda helped, is all."

Shizumaru stared after her for a moment more, before his eyes were drawn to the sight of the Muramasa still before him. Bud and Lisa were laughing about one thing or another (from what he could make out, the two of them were playing 'Blueberry versus Shizzle', a remarkably inaccurate presentation of the fight), Guri was boasting about his immeasurable bravery and prowess, and as for Shizumaru and Akira, the two of them were still sitting at the side of the deck, silent with one another. The Muramasa was in his hand, as he studied its make closely for the first time - not to say he hadn't ever looked at the blade, simply that there had been no reason to before. Ukyo, he remembered, had stayed as far from the blade as he possibly could, all too aware of its curse; and while Shizumaru was aware of it, he hadn't expected the blade to act like... like it had been.

Shizumaru remembered it all too clearly. Jedah had ripped off his finger, advancing toward the twins with malice in his eyes - and the next moment, he had delivered a bloodless cut straight to the gut. The need to protect the twins hadn't ever popped into his mind as a reason for the strike - the only reason he'd done it was out of sheer rage. Even later, when he'd hacked through Jedah's arm near completely and aimed to pierce his heart, the only thought in his mind was a singular one - korosu. Kill.

It half-surprised him he was thinking with the intent to kill, but he had seen the effect of the sword on Zack Ebony, someone he had truly admired - and Shizumaru, then, could see what warning Tachibana Ukyo had had about the sword. Darkly beautiful, and immensely powerful... but at what cost to him would it be to use it? Shizumaru's eyes narrowed, thinking about the situation, as he sheathed the blade, getting up from the deck. "Another thing they say, Kazama-san, back home - even a tree, static as it is, changes with the seasons. Can't sit and dwell on the situation forever, right?" he leant over the deck, peering off into the ocean, half-listening to Guri's boasts of courageousness.

"... and it was about then that I took up my -danger sword- and held it up high, and I said to that blueberry freak, 'C'mere and sit on my -danger sword-... if you daaare!'" Guri waved a plunger into the air (he must've grabbed it from the room they had all fought Jedah in), brandishing it as if it were some holy sword of all time. "Brave, handsome, sexy... I bring in the ladies, every time," he waggled his eyebrows at the twins.

"Brave as a fish," Bud nodded.

"Handsome as a pig," Lisa added on.

"And as sexy as a rock!" the two of them laughed together, giving each other a high-five. Guri overheard their quips quite plainly, and marched over to them, waving his plunger adound angrily. "What is it, slave? You know it's the truth," they shrugged.

"Brave as a shark! Handsome as a lion! And I'll have you know, these rock-hard abs are dead sexy!" Guri unslung his armor and flexed his arms, revealing a... not-so-pleasant sight, and the twins both cringed visibly.

"Ewewew!" Luna swatted him on the head with her broom. "Do that in private in front of a mirror, then you'll be looking at someone who appreciates that for once! Ugh, how'd you even begin to think you were a stud?" she rolled her eyes, unaware of Guri's more recent adventures. "The only way you could ever pick up girls is if you found them at a flea market."

"You just wait," Guri threatened Lisa with his plunger. "I'll show you! I'll show you all!!"

"We'll be sure to watch when it happens," Bud yawned, to Guri's chagrin.

Over by the deck, Shizumaru was watching the situation with bated amusement, his mind still dwelling on the Muramasa and the blood that refused to disappear - lost in fresh memories of the man who had last held that blade... Zack Ebony.

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R-vote to Nova.

A-votes to Nabeshin and Batman.

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PostPosted: Fri Jun 04, 2004 11:55 pm    Post subject: Blast from the Past Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Master Chief's gunfire rained into Brahne's back, blasting her forward onto her face. She smashed through a dining table and toppled two attacking sailors beneath her feet.

"Armored son of a bitch!"

Brahne was up in a second, ignoring the wounds to her back and grabbing the broken shards of table top. Master Chief was stunned at her recovery, and Brahne flung the broken table top in his direction.

Shotgun fire shred the tabletop mid flight, but Brahne used the distraction to rush Master Chief, striking him head on with the brunt of her tackle and folding him on his back.

The soldier worked to get his shotgun up paralell to Brahne's chest, hoping to jam it in her gut and blow her skyward, but a detirmined hand clamped down on it and forced it sideway, and the premptive shot instead rocketed downward and peppered the wall with buckshot.

Releasing the shotgun, Brahne's hand jumped to the fragmentation grenades attached to Master Chief's belt.

"Heres my favorite trick, dick."

Brahne pulled two pins and rolled of the soldier just as his wasted ignited and blasted him through the adjacent wall.
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A-vote to Terry (Undescribed)
A-vote to Batman (Bandwagon, baby.)
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PostPosted: Fri Jun 04, 2004 11:57 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

My mind is a complete blank as far as writing goes, so I'm going to declare it open-season on Khrima as far as A-Votes go. I'll probably post later in the tournament, but for now... I really need to sleep.
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D +01 hours: 34 minutes: 11 seconds (SPARTAN 117 Mission Clock)/ Salvage ship Thames, Xenogears universe

Alarms sounded throughout John's armor, and the Spartan found himself suddenly struggling. Hydrostactic fluid bubbled from several new vents in the MJOLNIR armor, mixed with John's own blood. Practically half his sensors had been blown out by the detonation of his own grenades, and his armor was suffering from sever trauma. He could still move though, thanks to the ceramic plating, and stood up shakily. Not since the battle with the Elite on the Ascendant Justice's bridge had he been so battered.

"Sir John!" Cyan called, rushing to the Chief's side.

But then, the next word John heard wasn't his own.

"...Bitch..." Cortana hissed. Then, Big Joe's Gear moved, turned toward Brahne. The Gear was still under Cortana's control, after all. and Cortana was very, very pissed off. John then realized what was about to transpire, but it turned out that Red explained what would come far more efficiently than John ever could.

"Damn, that's gonna be the mother of all catfights...."

Big Joe's Cortana-driven Gear, commanded by the very angry and vengeful AI, slammed into Brahne. Hard.

Roars, powerful punches, metal screeching on metal, and a mass of rolling blubber and machinery heralded the sudden, vicious battle. The collection of sailors, soldiers, and knights watched as the incredibly vicious catfight raged, smashing tables, bars, stools, wounded sailors, and anything else in the cafeteria that could be broken. Brahne slugged the Cortana-Gear, the Gear smashed Brahne, and everything around them was crushed in the battle.

Then, the titantic clash ended with a bang, literally, as Conker, still laughing and still very drunk, fired a rocket at the Gear-and-blubber mass.
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 12:30 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

(Warning: This post contains spoilers of KotOR. Discretion is advised. Besides, it really only details the votes I threw earlier. And, of course, this post comes after Curley's upcoming one.)

Malak managed to walk away from the battle, as he knew he would. After all... he had foreseen it. Unfortunately, he hadn't seen the damage that he would sustain, moreso than he thought the boy would be able to create. This... 'alchemy.' It is something that I should learn about when the opportunity arises. If I can utilize that power against...

"Revan!" While Malak had been walking in his thoughts, he had nearly stumbled onto a battle between Revan and... the dark-skinned alien from earlier. However, that battle ended earlier, and it appeared that they were planning on continuing past Malak. In answer to Malak's shout, a voice called out...

"Exclamation: Meatbag! It's a pleasure to see you again. And in one piece, sadly enough."

The Sith lord glared at HK-47. Sadly, the droid was still treating him like Revan's student, complete with the pet nickname. Thankfully, Revan was taking this encounter much more seriously. "Malak. What are you doing here?"

A mechanical wheeze, perhaps laughter. "The same thing as you, Revan. Expanding my mind, gathering power, meeting new people, preparing to slaughter and depopulate worlds in preparation for conquest... well, perhaps not the same as you."

A glare in return. "We terrorized one galaxy. I can not allow you to ruin another world, no matter the cost."

Malak mocked his former master. "'You can not allow me'? Indeed not. It has been years since I asked your permission for anything, and I do not look for it now. And we both know that you lack the will to strike first."

Drizzt, who had been almost entirely forgotten in this exchange, stated, "You two know each other."

"Who knows?" Malak broke off into a harsh cackle, glanced at Drizzt, then continued with pronounced sarcasim. "Perhaps I can be turned to the Light side!"

In response, a beam of light shot from Revan's side to Malak's, the blast catching Malak by surprise and knocking him back a few centimeters. Revan spun at his droid, and hissed, "Why did you do that without my permission?"

"Objection: The Republic wants him, dead or alive. I assumed that you would prefer the former, master."

Malak stood up, then looked at Revan. "You have taken nearly everything away from me. But, as long as I live, all of your efforts will be for nothing."

The Light-side Jedi shook his head. "A premonition? But we both know that the Force can change its destiny, and that of those around it."

"In this case, however, I see that we will cross swords at another time. For right now..." The dark Jedi saw that, with his two allies, Revan would be able to defeat him easily. In a one-on-one battle, after all, Malak's victory would be by no means assured, and in such a scenario... "...let's leave with the standard threats and insults. And, of course..." He unleashed a bolt of Force lightning. "The opening blows, to confirm our hatred."

Even though Revan was knocked back, he still managed a pitying expression. "I don't hate you, Malak. I just wish that it didn't have to come to this. But you won't be helped, will you?" So saying, he pushed outward with the Force, knocking the other man back as well.

Drizzt was impressed. "So... this is your 'Force'? Most impressive."

Malak glared at the elf, then his eyes went wide with another vision. In only a few moments, though, he recovered. "I see. Most interesting. Are you aware, Revan, that our fued affects everyone that we know. The lives on your side are permanently changed... those on mine are permanently ended. That will be true here, as well. Each student and friend that you find will be drawn into this battle, one way or the other."

HK-47 flung a grenade at Malak. "Inquiry: Are you feeling well, master? Normally you would attack Malak on sight."

A sigh, as Revan watched Malak's retreating form. "No. No, I don't feel well at all."

"Perhaps you should lie down. I've heard that helps, master."
---

Malak leaned down on one of the lawnchairs, most of which were now abandoned. He wanted nothing more than a moment to rest, to regain his thoughts and absorb the knowledge that he had gained. That, apparently, was not to be.

A slightly melancholy, yet still polite and calm, voice stated, "You look hurt."

Malak looked up at the individual who, he would later be informed, would be Asuka. "There is a reason for that, to state the obvious."

The newcomer smiled, and pressed a green orb to Malak's forehead. "Then, let's take away that reason." Surprisingly, the Sith lord suddenly felt much better, the orb apparently having the ability to accelerate his own healing. Although, granted, it caused him some pain at the ragged edges were his flesh met cybernetic implants.

To test out the healing, Malak stood up and levitated a lawn chair. "You helped me."

"So I did."

Malak considered this for a moment, then nodded. "Very well." He tossed the chair at an individual who had attacked Asuka earlier, then turned and walked away.

The voice arrested him again. "My name is Asuka Tachibana."

Malak turned his face half-way to Asuka. "Duly noted." He then walked on.
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 12:38 am    Post subject: 1-7 Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

After directing Yoshi in the appropriate direction toward the storage room, Sly looked down at the strange red vial the dinosaur had handed him. It wasn't entirely clear where the creature had actually retrieved this and even less clear exactly what it was supposed to do... but given that moments earlier he had been pretty sure the dinosaur had nothing of interest on him anyway Sly supposed he had to be satisfied with this. Again, maybe Bentley could figure it out.

But in the meantime, Sly felt absolutely disgusting, as his clothes (not to mention the outer layers of his fur) were coated with some nasty substance which he didn't even want to think about what might be. Maybe... he should find a bathroom.

---

Fortunately, this didn't take too long, as an appropriate facility was located not far down the hall. While the inside was rather... unappetizing (as might have been suspected on an industrial salvage ship), it would do for this purpose. Sly locked the door before turning on the sink to gradually wash the... stuff... out of his clothes.

A few seconds later, however, the door shook back and forth, and Sly leapt to his feet with a start. The person on the other side banged vigorously on the door several times.. but there was no attempt to break it down. Watching things carefully, Sly returned to rinsing his clothes.

"Hurry up in there! I need to go!"

Sly ignored the voice. The banging resumed, followed by some cursing, pleading, and more banging. But eventually, the banging stopped, and Sly heard frantic footsteps receding down the hallway.

---

A few minutes later, Sly emerged from the bathroom, his clothes clean (or, as clean as possible)... but unfortunately dripping wet.

Maybe it was time to go get some sun after all.

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A-vote to Nabeshin.
A-vote to Piastol.

R-vote to Culex.
R-vote to Brahne.
R-vote to Drizzt.
R-vote to Cyan.

Use Sway Back to avoid damage from Brahne's A-vote.

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A-votes: 0/5
R-votes: 0/5
WP: 0/5
JP: 5/5
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 12:46 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

"That Malak. He was staring at me earlier, before you came by."

Revan and Drizzt were walking below the deck now, both of them somewhat shaken by the recent turn of events.

"He has seen what I have seen in you, Drizzt, and he will attempt to turn you to the Dark Side."

Drizzt pondered for a moment, still keeping pace with the Jedi Master.

"What is the Dark Side?"

Revan sighed.

"The Dark Side of the Force is evil, pure and simple. Fear, anger, hatred. These are the Dark Side. The Dark Side is capable of nothing but destruction, agony, and death."

Drizzt nodded, taking all of this in.

"All Jedi are tempted by the Dark Side. It is the easy path, the path that seems to return the greatest results. But the Dark Side of the Force does not flow through a Sith as the Light Side of the Force flows through a Jedi. The Dark Side consumes, ensnares, wrenches the good from a Jedi."

Drizzt was quickly becoming unnerved by this new development.

"But I am no Jedi. I've yet to hear of this Force until this very day. What could he possibly want from me?"

Revan sighed again.

"I am uncertain. But the Force is with you, Drizzt, and there are ways he can influence you because of it. Just as your destiny is tied to mine, as is mine to his...your destiny is fated to cross with his as well."

Drizzt didn't know what to think at this point. It seemed his vacation was coming to a quick end.

"Enough of this talk. Let's have some ale and let our worries slip away for a while. This is supposed to be a fun time for us!" Revan said, his face lighting up as he spoke.

Drizzt nodded, and lifted his chin slightly.

"Yes, first round is on me."
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Just dumping some abilities before I pass out in front of my pc...

Waza Abilities

Roll Beat on Khrima
Blue Water on Master Chief

Jutsu Abilities

Element Barrier is on
Blue Water on Sly Cooper

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Cyan Garamonde – Viscerotonic Level 1

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Firstly, I'd like to apologise to Helmar and Seril for disappearing - I had to, like, sleep. Bloody time zones.

~~~~~

High above the ship's deck, Sora perched on a railing, expertly balanced despite the blowing wind. Interesting. This was all very.. very.. interesting. Shuu.. such fine, fine ladies on this ship.. and so many innocents to be played with..

"Ha!" Sora chuckled out loud, tensing his muscles, then jumping forward off the railing towards the deck below..

So many people. So little time - and one goal.

To win.

Sora giggled, landing (ta-tat) on the deck. This looked like it was going to be a good game. And Sora LIKED a good game.

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Mind blank, sorry. If anyone wants to interact with Sora, go for it. Now..

A-vote to Nabeshin (fro's are so 80's, d00d)
A-vote to Terry (my 3d is better than yours)
A-vote to Batman (I AM BETTER NINJA)
A-vote to Khrima (too obviously evil)

R-vote to Nova (pretty girl!)
R-vote to Asuka (missed me!)
R-vote to Ed (eddu...chan?)

Element Barrier (Ap Torv! Or something)

2 R-votes left
5 JP
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Late-night end round R-Votes before I go to bed and the round is over.

R-Vote to Sly.
R-Vote to Culex.
R-Vote to Master Chief.

Activating Magician to deflect Brahne's A-Vote to Malek. (5 JP buggered off)
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It's Just Business 1-4 - Challenge?

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Culex's duel against Revan did not last long before both another warrior, a dark-skinned warrior wielding two mystical blades; and later a second Jedi, interfered, and the crystal Knight was quickly forgotten in the exchange.

It was no way to conclude a duel, he knew; and he offered the faintest of bows toward Revan as he took his leave. There would be other chances... and likely on grounds more conducive to their conflict than a ship. So he hoped, at least... the powerful mortal intrigued him.

Putting aside that thought, Culex relaxed, allowing his crystal-made sword to merge back into his body. The day was getting late, but there was always time for a duel of honor.

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"I am Culex, Dark Knight of--"

"Whee!" squealed Toadette, zooming past him in her go-kart, then after a minute she circled and came back around, slowing.

Culex crossed his arms. "I would like to challenge you... but you, little one, do not appear to be a Knight, or any warrior at all."

"Challenge me?" repeated the mushroom girl, looking away thoughtfully; then she grinned. "OK! Let's race!"

"En ga-- wait. ...race?"

The Dark Knight shook his head, but, bemused, knelt down beside the girl and her paratroopa companion, and stretched one diamond-like leg forward, much like a sprinter. His internal energy was drawn in and focused; he was prepared, ready to act as soon as she did; and Toadette began revving the 100cc motor of her kart.

"Bang!" she giggled, in place of an actual starter's gun, and hit her gas pedal... and the crystal knight was right beside her, breaking into a rapid sprint to keep up.

Toadette shot forward, scooting toward the edge of the ship to avoid most of the clutter closer to the center, but it didn't slow Culex down. His run put him in line with a messy stack of crates, which he easily leaped over; yet his landing cost him a second, and Toadette stretched her lead. As they drew closer to the stern she turned, swerving in an arc around the raised quartermaster's building, and Paratroopa reached out to grab a few makeshift weapons from the ground. Culex followed, mere meters behind.

The mushroom girl squealed with excitement and nearly jumped in her kart as she hopped it, sliding in a wide spin and gathering some 'turbo' speed from the maneuver, but the actual turn cost her some time, and Culex leaped forward, impaling the metal wall of the room they passed with his claws and using it to swing around; and he leaped down, just ahead of Toadette, but his sudden stop cost him another few seconds to regain his speed, and he was little closer.

The red-shelled turtle had just finished altering the set of rockets he'd pick up to double as homing shells, and tapped Toadette on the shoulder to let her know; and the driver gleefully slowed to take the decline to the center of the deck, but also to allow Culex to pass. The Dark Knight did with only the quickest of glances of his shoulder, and was unprepared for the Paratroopa to hurl a red homing missile at him. The explosion knocked him forward off his feet, and the go-kart sped by him.

The Vandan ground his crystalline lips together and nearly flung himself forward off the ground, in pursuit. He thrust his right hand, first two fingers out, at the kart, and a Flame Stone shot from it and impacted with the kart, making it spin out. Culex nimbly darted past them as Toadette restarted her kart, but her koopa friend was still armed and flung another "red shell," which Culex blocked; but it still slowed him. Toadette caught up, and the two were nearly even as they came to the bow, preparing to turn and end their first lap.

Culex ran in a tight angle toward the building on this side of the ship-- graffiti and a sign identified it as being above the bar, whether as a second floor or completely different building he didn't know-- and lightly kicked at the side of Toadette's kart, knocking her out of the way. She recovered, but rather than retaliate against Culex, she suddenly giggled again and turned further outside. The puzzled Dark Knight glanced at her for a second as he continued running forward-- then, too late, his adjusted his gaze to match his steps.

A group of other tournament-goers, clearly still battered from some altercation in the bar, staggered outside as one-- and right in Culex's path. With incredible speed, the Vandan grabbed the first man-- a tall human in a baseball cap, now turned backward on his head, and blonde ponytail-- and tossed him bodily backward to the far end of the bow, and Terry skidded to the railing. The other man with a coat-- though his 'afro' was far more noticeable-- was tossed sideways and off the deck completely, although even drunk -Nabeshin- was more than capable of fishing a jetpack out of his 'Fro of Holding and recovering. The last, a tall, muscular human in a black costume that seemed strangely familiar, had quickly recovered and with practiced training dropped to one leg, sweeping Culex's own out from under him. The Dark Knight fell, but his diamond-hard legs smashed into the deck of the ship and he caught his balance... at the same time the human Dark Knight had grabbed a pair of gloves, designed for handling objects of incredible hardness, like gems, and in seconds had swapped them for his original pair.

Batman punched at Culex's jaw, but unlike most humans, whose instinct is either to block the blow or dodge it, Culex leaned his head to reduce the impact of the swing, at the same time lancing out with his own strike toward Batman's midsection. The vigilante's heavy glove struck Culex's seemingly-carved cheek, and the Vandan flinched; yet his own claws had scored a hit into Batman's chest armor, and using that handhold, Culex flung the human backward near Terry, Judo-style; although Batman, not nearly as impaired as the others; recovered from Culex's powerful throw and landed roughly on his feet.

Culex sighed. He had lost precious seconds on that distraction, and seconds were to racers as centuries were to Vandans... that is, the only units of time worth concerning oneself with. Nevertheless, a challenge was a challenge; and he resumed the race. Seconds passed, and he saw, across the ship, his opponent. His eyes flickered and he sped up even more, intent on catching up with his quarry and eventually overtaking her--

With a muffled gasp the Dark Knight took one powerful, wood-shattering step with his diamond foot and slipped and fell on a banana peel. He crashed roughly to the deck, indenting it slightly-- and, to add insult to injury, moments later Toadette "passed" him by driving over his body, giggling in her infuriating, childlike way all the while.

Culex almost smiled, and he stood back up on his feet. He was happy to admit defeat to a being with such spirit and passion, and gently cut out a checkered flag just for the mushroom girl with his diamond-hard claws; and left it there at their original starting point for her.

The day was further vanishing. There were still challenges to make.

---

"I am Culex, Dark Knight of Vanda."

The squirrel rolled his eyes. "Shure, pal, and I'm Shanta Clothes." Conker took another drink. "How longa I been drinkin'...?"

Culex blinked. "I am uncertain. I just came down here to--"

"The ansher's not long enuff, pal! %$@& it, I need another drink, an' probly a few more afta' that...."

The crystalline knight nodded. "Perhaps some other time."

"@#&$ you!"

"Perhaps not."

---

"I have crossed into this dimension to fight the strongest of Knights."

"Yoshi?"

"...."

---

"Will you accept my challenge?"

Kirby gave an enthusiastic nod-- then, absently, opened his mouth, and drawed to suck Culex in. The Vandan, completely unaffected-- by virtue of his immunities, of course-- sighed again.

---

"Will you enter combat against me?"

The robot sighed. "Look, buddy, I just tagged along so Mega Man wouldn't kill me and absorb my powers. The last thing I want is another blueish-purple guy to come along trying to kill me!"

The Dark Knight nodded toward AquaMan. "Understandable. ...would you like me to take you to the water, at least?"

AquaMan thought about the amount of time he spent underwater as a Robot Master, and shook his head. "Nah, I'm good, thanks."

---

Culex gave up.

He sat on the railing of the bow of the Thames, looking out over the waters as the sun set. Then he began to meditate, and reflect over the day's activities.

It was not, in the strictest sense, a very productive day. Yet, in the way a Vandan viewed time, it was in fact very busy. He had a great deal to reflect upon... and perhaps even to learn from. He glowing eyes cooled and faded, and the silent Knight waited for a pleasant day's end.

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A-vote to Nabeshin
A-vote to Terry Bogard
A-vote to Batman

R-vote to Darth Malak
R-vote to Cyan
R-vote to Drizzt

Use of Sway Back
(have I even been hit yet?) (5 WP)
Use of Element Barrier (3 JP)
Use of Kitchen Sink on Piastol (any remaining JP)
... a formality at this point, I'm sure

...and that's it, I think.

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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 4:25 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

And with that, the mage today, will be throwing all his votes away!

A-Vote to Khrima
A-Vote to Piastol
A-Vote to Terry
A-Vote to Batman
A-Vote to Nabashin

R-Vote to Sora
R-Vote to Jedah Dohma (Cheater. Razz)
R-Vote to Cyan Garamonde
R-Vote to Lisa
R-Vote to Jason Soe

Sidewinder on Batman
Roll Beat on Piastol
Kitchen Sink on Terry

0/5 A-Votes
0/5 R-Votes
0/5 WP
0/5 JP
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 5:21 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

R-vote to Jedah (Chain!)
R-vote to Culex (I accept your.. uh.. what?)

Kitchen Sink on Piastol. (remaining JP)
Roll Beat on Piastol.
Kitchen Sink on Piastol (remaining WP)

Whee.
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 5:25 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Vote dump. ;-;

1 A-Vote to Darth Malak(San Draco)!(fair's fair)
1 A-Vote to Piastol(Tenshi Kain)!
1 A-Vote to Terry Bogard(Switchblade)!
1 A-Vote to Khrima(Alexander Krizak)!
1 A-Vote to Nabeshin(JSG)!

1 R-Vote to Darth Malak!(again, fair's fair)
1 R-Vote to Queen Brahne(Simplistic Hero)!
1 R-Vote to Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky the Fourth(Black Mage)!
1 R-Vote to Sly Cooper(Procyon)!
1 R-Vote to Jedah(Lordlocke), continuing a chain started by Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky the Fourth, and Sora(Baka)!

Abilities, and hopefully a story post, coming soon.
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 5:28 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Sorry about that, while at work my internet connection decided to die. That's the SECOND story post this round I lost! And now, a quick recap of what happened ealier from Conker's pint point of view.
































*BOOM*













































"Ugh my head... What... Happened?" Conker removed himself from the crows nest that he shared with a sea manatee, a sailor, and a Gear. The former two being passed out drunk, and the later covered in toilet paper and graffiti.

"How the f$^% did I get up here?" said the hungover Conker, who puked over the side from the dizzying height.

"Whoops. SORRY!" shouted out Conker to the people below.

--------START HOUSE OF A-VOMITS! BLAAAARGH!---------

A-Vomit on Sora (OMG WTF U GOT PWNZED BY TEH PUKE-VOTE... AGAIN!)
A-Vomit on Nabeshin (Ugh... Sorry about the fro man. Hope you got shampoo.)
A-Vomit on Queen Brahne (Not like Conker COULD miss! ZING!)
A-Vomit on Malak (Sorry to rain on your parade... GET IT?)
A-Vomit on Terry (May want to wash that hat.)

R-Vote to Culex (WINNA OF THE TG:X)
R-Vote to Jedah (ALSO WINNA OF THE TG:X)
R-Vizzle to my nizzle Drizzle (For the Drizzle rap. Word.)
R-Vote to Rayjack (Because... It's PIN!)
R-Vote to Malak (Conker felt sorry and bought him a beer... Wait, how does he drink through that thing anyways?)

END START.

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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 5:35 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Well, the good news is, I'll make at least one more post before the rounds end for the story.

The bad news it, it won't be before voting, since I'm still stumped. And I'm piss that work caused me to miss out on the awesome horror scenario I set up. I WILL make up for this, somehow!

But... I guess it's time to choke down a vote dump. I won't do this often, I swear.

A-votes to:

Terry Bogard
Khrima (Sorry to see ya two go)
Batman
Nabeshin

R-votes to

Conker
Sora
Jason
Ed
Gur-er, Lisa.
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 5:36 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Woah!!! Shocked

Looks like Batman's going out in the first round!

EDIT- just re-read the drafting thread. Batman's so feeling it this round.

(story post to come later)
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 5:52 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Spending 3 WP to cast the Skill Roll Beat on Piastol!
Spending 3 WP to cast the Skill Roll Beat on Terry Bogard!
Spending 3 WP to cast the Skill Roll Beat on Nabeshin!
Spending my remaining 2 WP to cast the Skill Blue Water on Queen Brahne!

Spending 5 JP to cast the Magic Magician to shunt Darth Malak's A-Vote off of me, and onto Khrima!
Spending 5 JP to cast the Magic Sidewinder on Hisame Shizumaru(Carly Cheeese), inflicting poison!

Spending my remaining JP to cast the Magic Blue Water on Batman/Bruce Wayne(Coin)!
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 6:01 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Voting is closed.

You may, of course, continue your stories. Next round will be up sometime this side of four hours from now.
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 6:09 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Batman landed gracefully on his feet. Quickly he dissapeared to another corner of the ship, satisfied to hide this round out. This was a round for observing, not fighting, like the man said.

The strange man who attacked him was powerful, Batman was sure of that. Many of the participants here were not weak, that was clear. Perhaps even more powerful than the last tournament he went to. Batman would watch his step, and watch it good.

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Ah, well... more to come in the next round i guess. *crosses fingers and hopes Batman survives*
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 6:10 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Do'h!

I forgot the WP/JP you gain don't add up until the round after. my bad.

Now, to finish that post...(I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...)
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 8:27 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Beep-beep...

Atop the watchtower of the Thames, Ralph stepped out from behind the toilet-paper covered Gear, handheld held to his ear like a cell phone.

"Yes, sir. The first round went well, considering."

"Well, they did not sink the Thames, sir. As we say, any round you walk away from is a good round."

"Yes, sir. The badly-injured will be cared for. It's unfortunate, but most people here chose the combat route."

"Inevitable? I wouldn't say that, sir. Highly probable, yes, given the diverse range of opinions and ethics suddenly clumped together, but peace might occur some time, sir."

"No, not this time, sir, you are correct in that." Ralph sidestepped a groaning Conker and peered over the edge of the crow's nest at the deck below.

"Yes, sir. Of course, sir." Bringing the device away from his ear, Ralph tapped a few keys.

Working...
Musculotonics
Knight Rayjack - IZN 00522 - Pin - 13 damage, 3 healing: 10
Terry Bogard - KOF 92004 - Switchblade - 31 damage: 31
Drizzt Do'Urden - FRN 40231 - Rain - Guenwhyvar - 0 damage, 5 healing: -5
Conker - CNK 00003 - AsylumXKP - 1 damage, 2 healing: -1
Keitaro Urashima - LVH 00984 - Moogle - Tama-chan - 4 healing: -4
Master Chief - HLO 07074 - Peptuck - Cortana - 1 damage, 6 healing: -5
Queen Brahne - ZDN 30201 - Simplistic Hero - 5 damage, 4 healing: 1
Red Okonogi (Alkaiser) - SGF 69580 - Thirdtwin - 0 damage, 3 healing: -3
Nosferatu Zodd - BZK 39325 - Tenshi Kain - 32 damage, 1 healing: 31

Cerebrotonics
Edward Wong Hau Pipelu Tivrusky IV - BBP 02438 - BlackMage - 3 healing: -3
Culex - SMR 42860 - Wayne - 0 damage, 4 healing: -4
Lisa - SKN 29875 - Luna - Guri the Goblin - 7 healing: -7
Bud - SKN 29875 - Nif - 2 damage, 3 healing: -1
Khrima - ADV 00230 - Alexander Krizak - 13 damage: 13
Yoshi - MAR 69875 - net-cat - 1 healing: -1
Darth Malak - STW 65208 - San Draco - 5 damage, 8 healing: -3

Viscerotonics
Sora - HCK 25006 - Baka - 1 damage, 4 healing: -3
Bruce Wayne (Batman) - DCC 62579 - Coin - 26 damage, 2 healing: 24
Jedah Dohma - VSV 79523 - LordLocke - 5 healing: -5
Hisame Shizumaru - SAM 29823 - CarlyCheeese - 1 damage, 15 healing: -14
Darth Revan - STW 10094 - Onyx - HK-47 - 5 damage, 9 healing: -4
Cyan Garamonde - WOR 87349 - Magus - 7 healing: -7
Nabeshin - EXL 00001 - JSG - 22 damage, 1 healing: 21
Sly Cooper - SLY 28930 - Procyon - 0 damage, 5 healing: -5
Tachibana Asuka - SYD 32684 - Seril - 0 damage, 4 healing: -4
Nova Shido - RYE 57230 - Helmar - Mokona - 4 healing: -4
Jason Soe - EVM 00002 - Curley W - 1 damage, 3 healing: -2
Akira Kazama - RVS 37305 - Kyo - 2 healing: -2

The following contestants have sustained massive trauma and should be urged to refrain from stressful activities:
Nosferatu Zodd
Terry Bogard
Bruce Wayne
Nabeshin
Khrima
Knight Rayjack


Ralph frowned at the first name on the list. "Nosferatu Zodd? I certainly don't remember inviting him... Maybe my memory's going bad."

Shrugging, Ralph tapped in a command, and mist swirled around the contestants, hiding the scenery of the Thames from view...

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The reason for that odd name there is TK switched characters. Next round will be up as soon as I figure out your WP and JP, plus whatever items you'll be getting.

This is the not-fun part. -_-
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 8:56 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Hisame Shizumaru - 1:4

Two braids, blowing in the wind. One as blue as the sea, soft and smooth to the touch. The other, black as night, perhaps a bit dirty, but still as preserved as it had been the day he had cut it.

Shizumaru reached out for the black one, taking gentle hold of it, and as he did so, a small spark lit up in his mind about the man who had been his friend then, and if he had anything to say about it, still was even now. "... It's a good day, today," he smiled, remembering the exact words he had used.

Akira turned her head slightly, curious as to what was going on. Shizumaru didn't say anything, but he had a wistful smile as his finger twirled around the black braid idly, staring out to the ocean. "What're you staring at...?" she asked, turning her head to the sea to see what he was looking at - but of course, there wasn't anything there, unless the usual ropes floating along were what had caught his eye. "There isn't anything there."

"And I'm not looking for something," he closed his eyes, wrapping his finger around the braid a little more. "I already have what I need."

"What would that be, huh?" Akira joined him leaning over the railing, leaning on her elbows. "If you've got a home and something to eat, I'd say that should be all well and good. It's all I need, at any rate," her finger had found a small hole in the railing, and she'd been poking at it absentmindedly. "That's what everyone needs."

"Someone told me, a couple years back, that every man needs something worth protecting - that it's important to do just that for what it is," Shizumaru's heartbeat slowed a little, thinking back to what it was he had, "... and I found mine. He'd spend an entire night laughing about it, I'm absolutely sure of it... well, perhaps not that long. She's the reason I'm here," he leaned farther on the railing, letting the wind blow into his face. "So she won't get hurt."

"Figured it'd be a girl," Akira turned her head away - but wasn't that, in a way, why she was here, as well? Looking for some way to protect the ones she loved? How could she directly criticize him if, in the end, they were there for exactly the same reason? "I'm here, 'cause... 'cause I guess I have to protect people too. Finding out - finding out what I really am, I suppose. I don't think I'll find it out, but I had to try."

"It's not impossible," Shizumaru's finger was wrapped tightly around the braid of hair now. "Happened to me, after all. In the worst possible way, of course," he laughed, "but even still... trying to deny who I was never helped. You don't seem like someone who was in my situation, though."

"Don't think I would've been. You're talking like a fortune cookie, though, and that's never a good sign," Akira smiled, not only for the quip, but seeing how it made Shizumaru laugh as well. "I don't know what sort of things you've had to deal with, but..." she hesitated. "... I don't know if they're like what I've gone through, but if it makes you talk like that, it must've been pretty deep."

"I guess you could say that," Shizumaru twisted his finger back from the braid, letting it float in the wind along with Ukyo's. "Lots of things happened... wonderful, terrible, but nothing I'd take back," Ukyo's braid, the blue one, tickled his cheek softly. "... Someone... someone said I always looked toward the future, because of what past I'd had. I never really thought much about it until he was gone."

"I guess," Akira slumped on the railing, blowing out a puff of air. "Most of the time people try to forget about the bad stuff, and only look to what's coming for them. I kinda do that too, sometimes..."

"I never had to try," Shizumaru's eyes avoided Akira's, staring off into the occean.

I can fix that, if you'd like.

You shut up, Ameki.

... Two days.

I know.


When Shizumaru looked back at Akira, she was staring off at him, too - but her expression revealed nothing about what she was thinking about. The thought to ask about it shot up, but he thought otherwise.

Maybe she did have a demon or two lurking about in her mind.

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PostPosted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 3:26 pm    Post subject: so late with this... Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Me = Suxx0r.
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Jason could only chuckle. "You haven't experienced Alchemy, have you?"

"Alchemy? Is that like what you just did to that bird?" Malak asked.

"That was different." He replied, reaching into his P.E.R.C. "Crush!" The stone hand materialized over the Sith's head. Malak was surpised by the strange attack, but dodged it with ease.

"Show me more, young one." Malak spat. Jason complied.

"Crush! Crush! Crush!" He shouted, punctualizing each word with a formula. At this point, he's getting into the rythym of dodging those fists. Now...

"You're starting to become a dissappoint-"

"Corrosion!

"Ment..." He stopped his taunt as a cloud formed over his head. Several large droplets of yellow liquid dripped out from the cloud and onto his cloak. It wasn't a heartbeat later before he realized what was starting to pour down. Acid! Must move... The Cloud almost followed the Sith as he moved out from under the cloud, and headed towards his target.

"Bring it on!" Jason shouted to Malak, who was already headed straight for him. When he get's close enough... The Sith Closed the distance between him and the alchemist quickly. Raising the Nuetron Blade to block, the formula's name escaped his lips as soon as the two swords met.

"Lightning Storm!" Malak gave a cry of surprise as bolts eletricity surged into his back. Taking advantage of his opponent's new opening, Jason knocked the lightsaber over Malak's head, and readied for a finishing cut across the midsection.

*Bump-BUMP*

"Ghhk!" Jason gasped. He almost dropped his weapon as the pain in his head increased dramatically. Crap! My headache's getting worse! Letting Vader in my head wasn't that bright." Malak had recovered from his electric shock, and wasted no time in bringing his lightsaber down.

"Move, Jason! Move!" Vaders voice resonated. Jason almost ignored his friends warning as he tried to lep aside. While avoiding being sliced in half, the tip of the lightsaber cut a large gash in his side. Darth Malak would have smiled if he was capable of it. He raised his sword one more time to finish the young man. Out of options, Jason casted one more spell.

"Purple! Circle! Warp!" Jason vanished in a flash of violet light, Leaving Malak alone to tend to his own injuries.
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"Well, at least we found the infirmary." Vader squawked

"Har har." Jason replied mockingly. He had already healed his wounds, but his head was till throbbing. "Let's hope my head clears up before the next round..."
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